Walk Tall II - Set to Stun

Dead man coming

I’m a motherfucking freight train

Hellraiser // runaway

Bodysnatching // bangarang

Fuck the world

But all the while the world was fucking me

Thought I was walking tall

But I was only walking sideways

Time would turn sour

What once was sweet

Hour after hour

All my virtues abandoned me

All the sex, Drugs, Rock-and-roll

Broke my spirit and it stole my soul

I was a hellbound hellhound caught in a trap

You see the devils stole my rock n roll

And now I gotta take it back

Sex!

Drugs!

Rock-n-roll!

Broke my spirit!

Stole my soul!

I was a hellbound hellhound caught in a trap

You see the devil stole our rock-n-roll and punk rock took it back

I hate these people fuck em all

Just let the fucking hammer fall

Every cog in the machine

All facets of anatomy

And every link to which would cling some stupid bitch who would proclaim

«our lawlessness is not our shame but the anthem of our day»

See man is but a cultured strain of insincerity and pain

Shackled to an anchored chain in the ocean of our shit and shame

With every reason to abstain from understanding we’re to blame

This self-indulgent masquerade will one day fade away

If complacency was crowned our king in the place of burning zeal

Why is it then the flame within our hearts refused to yield?

And could it be collectively the «we» we were before still lives within the

flame that’s dimmed on account of something more

And if that something were to call would we still recognize at all

The voice inside or would our pride distort the author’s story?

Abandon hope who enter here

No eyes to see, nor ears to hear

A chasing after all the winds of

Fortune, fame and glory

Why do I give a shit where people stand?

I know I should just let it go but I can’t

(Can't, Can’t, Can’t)

Stomach these pretenders

Ear benders

Bending the truth till it suits you better

You want it all?

Just remember, bitch will give you anything

If it’s your soul you sell her

All work, no play

Makes Jack want to blow it all away

All work no fun

Til Jack makes Jill eat a bullet from a gun

Seldom will sorry dissemble the soul

Can a questioning self continue to grow?

Spirit is to man as marrow is to bone

To hollow the one is to cripple to whole

A time to love

A time to hate

A time to build

A time to break

A time to weep

A time to laugh

A time to mourn

A time to dance

A time for war

A time for peace

A time for silence

A time to speak

A time to hurt

A time to heal

A time to save

A time to kill

Now pick yourself off of the floor and fulfill what I built you for

Dammit you’re malfunctioning you weren’t created to destroy

I called you out from all the world to lead the son of man

Now take my hand and make your stand against the evil one

And burn the motherfucker down

Devil-woman in the black jacket do you remember me?

When we were prisoners in empathy and I caught you dancing in a whirlwind of

rhythm and energy

Shaking your ass to the melody left inside your heart

Pushing me forward, pulling me back

And we were begging for a second start

We were too young having fun we couldn’t count the cost

You don’t want to make an enemy out of me

(Cause I’m a mean motherfucker when I want to be)

You don’t want to make an enemy out of me

We were young having fun we couldn’t count the cost

Oh baby but it cost us everything we had

I’ve got no time for another lover baby

Lady misery has really got a hold on me

I’ve got no time for another lover baby

And three’s company so baby pack your shit and leave

How can a fighter find his purpose in his peace time?

How can a poet preach without the reason in his rhyme?

Can we truly be content to be between the lines?

Or does destiny define us when we choose our side?

How can a fighter find his purpose in his peace time?

How can a poet preach without the reason in his rhyme?

Can we truly be content to be between the lines?

Or does destiny define us when we choose our side?

Through fear and death

Hurt.

Drink.

Sing.

Sleep.

Pray.

Preach.

Repent.

Repeat